Early Morning Walk

Still foggy
                   in the low-lying areas
and the landscape veiled
                             where the mist
thins
                     and dissipates.

I don’t see her at first— 

I stop    still my breath. 
And she emerges  
raises her delicate muzzle—

                  something  reddish pink
hangs from the corner.

She’s nibbling the flowers
the planted
flowers
while her fawns sleep, each
curled on a grave, sheltered by a stone.

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Rina Ferrarelli's The Bread We Ate, a collection of original poetry, was published in 2012 by Guernica. She has also published two other works of original poetry, Dreamsearch (malafemmina) and Home is Foreign Country (Eadmer), and two bilingual editions of translations, I Saw the Muses (Guernica), and Winter Fragments (Chelsea). She was awarded an NEA and the Italo Calvino Prize. Two of her poems, "The Young Immigrant Writes to a Friend Back Home" and "Mayflies" were Included in WRITTEN ON WATER, Writings about the Allegheny River (Mayapple Press, 2013).